I had the strangest dream tonight.
In the dream I was back working as pastor, but I was in a church I’d never been in before. I think I filled in for someone in the last minute and everything was a bit out of order. I kept forgetting to bring my book with all the liturgy in and from time to time we got showered with water from a sprinkling system in the ceiling (in case of fire, you know). Then it was time for baptism, it was two children, I forgot my book and had to walk back a bit to get it. The children choir(!) should sing right after the baptism so they had lined up in front of the same wall as the baptismal font stood close to. On my way back the water suddenly came streaming down, I stopped to push the children out of the water before they got soaked completely. Then all of the congregation flied the room, it was a mess. The rest of the time I tried to figure out a way to baptism the children anyhow. The pastor in me so much wanted to do that in the right way, but I woke up before I found a good solution
So what do you think;
a good thing I have some more months left of my mother leave??!!! 